The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Leng Che walked steadily along the street with Mu Qianxi on his back.

Mu Qianxi lay on his shoulder, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes filled with drunkenness.

She suddenly spoke and whispered to him: "Leng Che, teach me."

Her rambling words puzzled him.

He asked: "What."

Mu Qianxi was dizzy, but her tone was urgent: "How can I reach the passing mark in your mind? I am a fool for taking exams. I have tried hard for a long time but I still can't make you like me. You are the best at taking exams. Teach me."

Leng Che was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart. How should he tell her that the reason was not her, but that he did not have enough courage to accept anyone's love?

Not hearing the answer for a long time, Mu Qianxi asked despite her sleepiness, speaking much slower: "Why, why don't you speak anymore? What is your scoring standard? You said that unaccepted love is a burden, then, What exactly is acceptable liking?”

Leng Che thought for a moment and finally answered her.

"The criterion is whether the other person is moved. If the other person is not moved, then no matter how hard you put in, it will be meaningless to him."

His eyes were serious and deep, and his voice was calm and sweet.

She held up her heavy eyelids and continued to ask in a daze: "Then, then I have done so much, why are you not moved and why are you so mean to me?"

"Do you call that heart-beating? It's more like making people feel frightened."

Mu Qianxi groaned in grievance and leaned on his shoulder, so sleepy that she almost fell asleep in the next second. She held on to her sleepiness and asked him, her voice as light as a feather, intermittently: "Then, have you ever had a crush on me..."

After a moment of silence, his ink-like pupils were filled with sincerity and tenderness.

Leng Che said softly: "Yes."

The second before he replied, Mu Qianxi closed her eyelids due to the overwhelming sleepiness, and fell asleep on his shoulder.

After all, she couldn't hear his answer.

on the way home.

Mu Qianxi's head rested on the car window and she fell asleep. Leng Che sat quietly on the other side. The two of them were separated by one person's distance as usual.

The road was inevitably bumpy, and her forehead hit the car window from time to time. Leng Che looked at the gradually reddening forehead, and couldn't help but feel a little worried in his eyebrows. He seemed to be struggling, moving his fingers to do something for her, but after hesitation, he chose to keep his distance.

Suddenly, the car turned a sharp corner, and under the influence of inertia, Mu Qianxi fell in his direction, and her head happened to rest on his lap.

Leng Che: "..."

His body suddenly stiffened, like a surrendered soldier, not daring to move rashly. He looked awkwardly at the rearview mirror in the car, and his awkward eyes met Zhuge's shocked eyes in the mirror. The next second, Zhuge looked away calmly and pretended that nothing happened.

With her pillow on his thigh, Mu Qianxi slept much more comfortably, and her slightly frowning brows relaxed, looking like a sleeping kitten, looking cute and well-behaved.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he reached out to help her up again, but when he caught a glimpse of the red mark on her forehead, his hands paused in the air, and he still couldn't bear to do it.

drunk. He complained helplessly in his heart, turned to look out the car window, and let her pillow him.

Not long after the car drove into the Leng family villa area, it suddenly stalled. No matter how Zhuge restarted it, there was no response.

"Master, I don't know what's wrong with this car. I'll have someone send other cars first."

The place where the flames were turned off was not very far from the auxiliary house, only about five or six hundred meters away. Seeing the stains on his chest and the smell of alcohol, he had almost reached the limit of his patience and just wanted to go back and take a shower as soon as possible.

"No need, I'll walk back."